We will grab Sarah off the street as she goes to work, straight into the back of a van, tied up and blindfolded. She will be stripped to her underwear...and driven to a remote location.Once she is in position, the doors will be left open, she will be left in silence, able to feel the cold air on her exposed flesh but completely unaware that she is being watched by 20 men, including 3 blacks with the biggest cocks you could imagine. She will be silent for a while, trying to hear if anyone is. How’ve you been? Ah. Right. How are your friends? Oh, weird. They think you treated her badly? Cheated? Well, I mean, I guess you did…I wonder how they found out about that.They didn’t know who you cheated with, right?! Okay, good. Well, I mean, I talk to them too. Yeah, I’m pretty close with them. We had a studying session the other day and that one friend was making so many funny jokes, you should have been there… Anyway, you can’t tell them about your ex and me. I’m not out of the closet. It. Throw into the mix that she was my sister and by all moral standards this shouldn’t be an issue. Ideally, we would both find other partners and conform to society. In doing so, no one would be upset with us, we wouldn’t offend anyone’s sensibilities and we could be miserable for the rest of our lives.I had collected and paid for our dinner and was on my way home. I really needed to sort out how I was going to deal with all of this. I had an idea in my head, but I would need to talk with both. It was obvious that Olivia did not have any qualms about being the center of attention at a massive orgy. Marilyn felt a familiar fire building between her legs. Sexually-driven microtherapy was her favorite. The wilder the client, the better. And therein lay the guilt – the more she enjoyed these kinky cases, the more Marilyn questioned her personal vs. professional motivations. Stuart buzzed in and announced that Ms. Meyers had arrived. Oh well, she thought. An ethical debate for another day..